Power of a bomb, death and destruction aboundScrape from the floor, bodies butchered and tornFaith principal, weapons of violent dissentBlood filling the streets, feel it on your own skinScreaming out to dieDead before you were bornSlaughter governs us allBeware the coming stormSavage intent, predacious instinct to killFear outspread, pile of innocent deadEye for an eye, suicide servant of godShock, searing flesh, humanity praying for death